to choose neither one.
You get up and brush leaves and soil from your
toga and say," I do not know whether to thank
you or curse you, little sprite. But if you indeed
did help me, then I am grateful."
You start to walk north. You did not exactly
pick this direction. You just happened to be
facing that way. After walking for what seems
to be hours, you start to get hungry.
There are several bushes with berries and
trees with fruit. You have no idea if they are
edible or not. Now here's a neccessary risk!
You decide on the large pink fruit in the trees.
It tastes bitter, but actually pleasant. Taking a
couple more with you, you continue walking.
The breeze gets stronger. You are sure that
you hear a voice in the wind calling, "Dana,
where are you?"
Dana! Isn't that what the old dragon called
you? You cry out, "Who's there? Please help
me. Come out and show yourself."
In the trees, you see...
At this point you are so scared, you do not
want to make the wrong decisions, or take
any unneccessary chances.
